I seem to have a habit of creating stress in situations far beyond what the situation actually calls for.

For example, leading up to my going to my aunt's for Christmas dinner, the battle I was waging to conquer my fear and go in a dress was so intense I was in tears. (Jaci can confirm this, she listened to me cry)

But in the end, I went in my church dress, and it was no problem whatsoever.

Nobody but my one uncle who has a habit for being its-just-a-joke nasty said anything at all negative. I wasnt even the first trans person a couple of the guests had known - my cousin's husband said he's known two girls who have become boys.

So for all my stress, all my tears, it turned out to be a nice night.

One day, I'll figure this out, I promise ...

Hope everybody had a happy Christmas.